It was imperfect, but that was the result she desired. An imperfect disguise over a disguise, to give greater validity to the latter.
Heh, yeah. It was quite convincing, for a while. I only started guessing something was up when Dragon continued to only show up as a face on a screen and a voice from speakers.
Colin looked tired. He had deep lines in his face, and he was thinner. He looked at the camera, rather than the monitor, “Dragon. It’s good to hear from you.”
Heh, yeah, I suppose Dragon runs into people that don’t think to look her in her actual eyes all the time.
So, uh, Colin, why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be detained? Or is this just how they’ve chosen to keep you locked up?
“Just doing my regular checkup. You know the drill.”
“I do.” He typed at his keyboard, preparing to send the files, but she was already poring through his hard drive, reading his notes, and getting a sense of his work.
…what kind of work?
Are they not even taking him out of the PRT, just “retiring” him from the Protectorate? If that’s the case, then wow double standards. They were ready to throw Skitter in the Birdcage for a far milder variety of Army’s crimes. Or at least Army was.